Lyrics:
the best rapper in the game no arguing
And I don't ever write, pause un pause this
So keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com bitch log
[Hook]
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
[Lil Wayne Verse 1]
Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
I don’t front no fabricate
I get high, I gravitate
Weezy F Baby bitch, the F is for Fascinate
Louisiana, I’m from that swamp
I’mma pull this bitch out
wave your hand rid-a-bye-bye-bye nigga
shut down they hood and shoot they streets on both sides nigga
{Lil Wayne}
we the Hot B. lighters
while I'm gettin' brain
Yeah, I'm nasty bitch, what, Lil Wayne
I like them Mac'd-up lips and two tongue rings
I gotta say it, I'm the President, I run
Verse 1 - Purple SWG:
Im a fucking paradox
No im not
Cant forget about my last
She's god damn hot
The moon its rising
The sun its setting
The dark
duffle bag crazy,
Sippin' on Pink Floyd an puffin' Wayne Brady,
Damn, who's line is it anyways,
I'm in a daze, you been amazed,
Y'all seem to be stuck
fly as son of a gun, son
Of a stunna yep, high as a 7-5-7 goin'
To heaven no
Weezy F your reverend
Preach about me I'm the God, 1-7
Apple and E
like Atlanta need Jeezy
Not platinum yet but on my way please believe me
Holdin young money like Baby and Lil' Weezy
Bangin Juvenile, K-Rino,
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every
Wayne lil Wayne lil Wayne
I rap like I'm insane cuz I'm a lil flame
Running fast like usain usain usain
I ain't worried bout no thing yeah watch me be
Holla at ya boy it's Weezy Baby
They label me a problem
And I probably am so I don't knock em
I pop up in a broccoli Lam' on choppers
With an ol'
wave your hand rid-a-bye-bye-bye nigga
shut down they hood and shoot they streets on both sides nigga
{Lil Wayne}
we the Hot B. lighters
[Lil Wayne]
Holla at me nigga you know it be Weezy "The Don"
I murder easy but hard to kill like Steven Segal
Its paper, pussy, and pistols â?? pass
Hit me i like that
Hit me again!
Okay! I go by Weezy F b, that's who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new ID
I beat up the track like the new Ali
[Lil Wayne]
Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird fucking man
Junior daddy shitting on the game
You probably see me sitting on the Range
I'm
Lil Wayne:
Yeahh
Uh-Huh
Ummmm Uh-huh
Hello Motherfucker hey hi how you dering its Weezy F Baby come to
take a shit and urine on these toilet bowl
fly as son of a gun, son
Of a stunna yep, high as a 7-5-7 goin'
To heaven no
Weezy F your reverend
Preach about me I'm the God, 1-7
Apple and E
and make it Wayne down on me
Wide receiver Weezy
Throw the pussy at me
Pussy lips smilin'
I make the pussy happy
Take you panties off
The pussy
the villain peeling in the jag
Just staring at the ceiling 10 women that you had
I was at the center now I see you feeling just a (fag?)
[Lil Wayne]
Just
this pavement
Syrup, percocet, and an eighth a day
will leave you broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant
Despite how Lil Wayne lives
It's not
him
Or his throat from him, these lil niggas? (Pay attention)
Thinking they fresh, get whipped out your clothes, youngin
I got it all, but I'll beat
a Southern nigga
You could see it in my swagger
I could go commercial
But I won't cause I would rather
Keep heat and keep it street
Sound of Revenge I'm ma get
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